A year-long getaway to some exotic place, a week by the sea? No. This week I got particularly excited about a plugin called Voice Instead for Chrome. Just highlight the text within any site on the Internet, close your eyes (or multitask) and listen.
In the other world, everything smells like cherries, the horses run rider-less, not frightened. The revolutionary mind floats for whatever. The artist tries again, keeps working, always hanging on to the belief that each new time will bring it off. Talent, discipline, work. Never being satisfied keeps you going. The horses run until they forget that they are horses.
I will not explain the many rides I rode. Have you ever been in one of those moods where you don't really know whats wrong but you feel really irritated with everyone and everything? I found fury in the sun and it was the good kind. Everything is different now. I had to boss up, no choice. Small talk seems to be the new deep. I wonder how many people I’ve looked at and never seen.